What you did can never be undone, there will never be a day that I can say I was never sexually assaulted. Every day will drag on with the knowledge of what you did to me. It scares me to know that you exist, that there are people like you that exist. How can I go out knowing you could be right behind me, that you could do it again but all the way and nobody would believe me. I hope you lead a shitty life, I hope you gain a conscience and realise what you did was wrong and that 'it doesn't happen to everyone and that it doesn't go under 'the heat of the moment'.
If you cared about me, you wouldn't have done it and when I said I didn't want it, you would have stopped but you didn't.
